#fredericofserault

[inquisitiveempath-blog]

B for Fred and Krie, perhaps?

couples pose art meme || ACCEPTING

not quite the dragon gf he wanted but still good UwU

their color schemes look so good together aaaAAHHH ;v; 

[protegens-a]

        ➣ @fredericofserault ❤’d

     The Triwizard Tournament made moving through the castle’s corridors even more of a challenge than they usually were. Everything felt so much busier than usual years, and it was rather frustrating at times. Due to this, Newt had taken to waiting out the crowds when it was possible -- he would leave the Great Hall after the majority of other students had already gone back to their Dormitories or headed to class, and he’d leave his last class of the day a good ten minutes or longer after everyone else. It was the only way to make moving through the halls bearable, and then some. When he left so late, most times the halls were nearly empty and they were almost completely silent. It was actually quite peaceful.

Today, it was after the final class of the day. Newt had stuck behind in the classroom, taking his time to slide his books into his bag, even going so far as to ask the professor a few questions that he already knew the answers to just to stall. Eventually though, he stepped out into the halls and found them that gentle quiet that he’d grown fond of. It made him smile a bit, however briefly.

On the trek to the Hufflepuff dorms, however, he found himself faced with something different. There was an older student, one who had to be from Beauxbatons, based on the robes, walking along, looking... lost. Maybe more as though he was looking for something than he was lost, but it was clear that he wasn’t certain of himself. It would be easy to simply pass by without saying anything, Newt told himself, but he knew he’d feel bad for not helping later on. Hopefully the older boy knew English, because his French... wasn’t great.

     “...Do you need help?” Newt asked as he approached slowly, eyebrows raised in question. One hand on the strap of the bag slung over his shoulder, the other was stuffed into the pocket of his robe, fiddling absently with his wand. Call it a nervous habit. “You, uhm. You look as though you aren’t certain of where you’re going.”

[exemplartemplar]

♡ — my muse and yours

eavesdrop

Barris: Oh, Maker.Frederic: Oh, she is magnificent!Barris: ....Frederic: Is this your first time to see a dragon, perhaps?Barris: I- I’m- yes. Frederic: And?Barris: And I’m just glad we’re not fighting her!

[kaaras-adaar-a]

🍑 (ya thicc draconologist in v fashionable tights is here yes.))

Send ‘🍑’ for my Muse to find Yours bent over something with their ass on display

When Kaaras entered the room, there was Frederic, leaning over the desk to try and grab something up on the shelf above it. The man’s tight pants left nothing, literally nothing, to the imagination, and the Inquisitor paused, eyes travelling up those thighs and to his plump rear. He was sure he could even see the outline to the man’s jewels with how he was standing.

He shouldn’t stare. He should have looked away immediately, but... Maker’s breath, he wanted to grope those cheeks and slip his fingers, or something else, in between them.

“Ahem...” He made his presence known to the man so he wasn’t presenting his rear in such a fashion without knowing someone was there. “Not that I am complaining about the view, but do you need a hand?” He was taller, he could reach whatever Frederic was struggling to get. 

[dirthara-an]

❌ OC in something they would absolutely never wear -- for all of em

                             OC Outfit Doodle Ask | Accepting

Dirthamen: Underwear

Harellan: Leggins without skirt and anything, where one can see her bra

Harellin: Dude’s so chill, he will wear anything, you put him in. So I put him in something, I wanted to see him in. OUO

[brother-sebastian-vael]

For THIS request by @fredericofserault

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[daily-pompom-oricorio]

Due to Uni I am very busy and have sparse moments of playing Moon, but when I do get chances I often spam my friend with pictures of Pompom birb. Well, they ended up stumbling upon this blog and showed it to me, which honestly was the best thing ever. Thank you for existing. I love this, and I love your Pompom, and your art is so cute ;w;

Mod: ;♡; OH MY HEART-! This is so sweet!! Thank you so, so much for the kind words! ❤

I know how you feel, too! Pom-pom Oricorio was the first one I encountered in the game, and OH GOODNESS, IMMEDIATE HEART-EYES ACQUIRED! You’ve definitely come to the right blog for all your Pompom birb needs! :D 

Best of luck at Uni as well, my friend!! We’ll be cheering for you!! ू(〃^v^〃) ू

[exemplartemplar]

🔥 Rp/RP community

red is a salt shaker

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